I grew up in Provo, Utah, which is perhaps one of the most conservative places on earth. I started with formal voice training at seven, and began piano even younger, at age five. Soon violin lessons followed. Music was for me, literally a PART of me.
My mother, Virginia, a beautiful Southern Belle from South Carolina, selflessly gave up buying herself new clothes to give me lessons. My father, David, was blind, but he showed me truly how to ‘see’ the world ….or rather ‘feel’ it….with my eyes closed.
I believe I became a songwriter the day that my father asked me to describe the color red. I realize that day the power words have to bring life to a subject we perhaps know little or nothing about….
I knew at a very young age that I wanted to be a professional singer. I trained rigorously with up to three different coaches at a time, winning competition after competition, always with my eye on getting a scholarship to get out of Utah and continue my training in New York City.